The wait for answers/
sometimes hurts much worse than just/
getting the truth out.
Tag Archives: Poetry
I’ve Had Beards, Too: Romantic Blogging Haiku Lament
“Fantastic!” she said./
I thought I was. I could grow/
a beard to be more.
Expanding Horizons: Romantic Blogging Poetic Lament
“I should expand my horizons,”
she says.
“It will be good for me
to experience
what I never have before,
to have the freedom
to discover.”
So,
I let her go,
so she can see
what’s out there.
Who cares.
Who shares.
Who dares.
A few weeks later
her world expands.
She has reached out
to embrace
all the myriad
and endless
possibilities
and potentials
she never had,
she never saw before,
she never experienced.
Her arms open
wide,
and then close,
wrapped tightly
around another.
That was quick.